And since I hate to make cuts in exciting places (and because Pentecost was boring) here is part 4 of the crossover:




Chapter 3: Defeats and Findings




The situation stank to heaven.


Son Gohan has followed the other three for half an hour now. They followed a swath of pure destruction.


The parademons had simply razed everything in their trajectory. But by a miracle there were no corpses to be seen anywhere. No blood or evidence of blasting.


Son Gohan caught up with the others. The next city on their way was Satan City.


Many of his friends lived in this city. In particular, fear and concern for his girlfriend Videl shot up in him.


"Kakarot! If it gets too hot we should merge!" Vegeta suddenly whispered.


Son Goku gave him a serious look. Gohan knew if Vegeta suggested a merger it would be worse than he had previously thought.He and Kuririn had broken up Darkseid's followers, but it seemed too easy for Son Gohan.


"You're right Vegeta." said Son Goku and landed.


Son Gohan fails to speak.


"We have found our destination!"


A fortress had been built where Satan City stood. Gases made their way into the atmosphere from huge chimneys. The sky had turned blood red, the few clouds were moving in a gloomy veil over the metal giant.


Everything was made of metal, which neither shone nor showed any processing standard. The panels appeared to have been riveted together at random. Antennas and cannons protruded from the walls everywhere. Demons circled around in droves and expanded this indescribable something further.


Son Gohan's heart seemed to be beating much more slowly. He thought of the first time he met Videl. It was on his first day of school, he had just turned a gang of bank robbers as Super Sayjajin, he thought of the look she gave him when she couldn't control her ki and the smile when they met again after Boo's death.

"No, Videl!"


Son Goku put his hand on his shoulder.


"Do you feel this incredible energy?" exclaimed Piccolo.


Son Gohan felt for it immediately. It felt like a wave of solar explosions, like a suction that absorbed all good feelings and that energy was cold. So cold that he got goose bumps just by touching it.


"You are coming straight to us!"


Vegeta and Son Goku didn't hesitate for a second. You stood up parallel to each other, toddled towards each other, swirled around synchronously with your arms and legs in Fusiondance. The finale represented a sideways flexion both fingers touched ...


"FUSION!"


Son Goku and Vegeta were gone.


"I'm ready!" said Gogeta when the glistening light of the fusion had disappeared.


Not a second too late.


The ground ripped open and a horde of parademons attacked the Z Fighters. Gohan whirled around and hit hard and hard.The demon struck stumbled, but two more lunged at him, held him tight and the first demon let himself out with strong blows on his stomach. Son Gohan yanked his legs upwards, turned his upper body with all his might and rammed his rotating feet directly into the poison green face of his tormentor. The other two demons couldn't hold him and let go. Gohan slowed his fall, shortly before the ground he concentrated his ki and rolled over from the fall, landed on his feet again and fired a double KameHameHa. The two badly wounded demons started another attack. He could not believe it. Both lost blood quickly and would surely be dead in a few minutes, but they fought to the last spark of life energy.


Piccolo felt the same way. He fired one devil's spiral after another, his enemies fell by the dozen.He shot every demon three or four times, including this incredible ignorance of his own life. You crowded him through your sheer mass.


Gohan got a hook on the chin. He hadn't paid attention, fell to the ground, rolled over and kicked the attacker in the ribs. These broke with a loud cracking noise and Son Gohan finally had the time to transform into an Ultra Sayiajin. The demons weren't quite as strong as he noticed when he switched off the next one, but the crowd was on your side anyway. Gohan estimated the number of enemies on the rock in front of Satan City.


It must have been around a thousand by now, roughly estimated.


Gogeta cut the best figure of all three. No wonder, he was the ultimate warrior but he seemed to have problems in the face of the crowd.


"There are too many!" Cried Piccolo desperately.


Gohan was horrified to see another wave of flying units.Reinforcements shot him with plasma weapons from the air, he had problems avoiding the shots. He had seen what these weapons had done to Vegeta and did not want to share the same fate.


"Stop from Son Gohan!" shouted Gogeta and then transformed into Super Sayjajin, fired several energy balls and flew towards the armed demons.


One of the demons grunted something in a foreign language and all of a sudden they all seemed to concentrate on him.


Gohan had to watch as the ground units also drew weapons and opened fire. Gogeta dodged the first shots frantically with a flight roll, but when the first shot hit him, his concentration left him and the other demons also hit the bullets.


Piccolo tried to stop them, but they just didn't care about him. Also Gohan was simply ignored when he killed one demon after the other.

Your efforts have been in vain. Gogeta fell seriously injured.


Defeated the mightiest warrior in the universe!


"No!" he heard himself scream. Anger boiled up in him and the pure power released by the Kaiochins vomited on the demons.


"KameHameHa! KameHameHa! KameHameHa! KameHameHa! KameHameHa!" he shouted, the blue energy balls cut through the crowd but the demons just didn't care. They died like flies and just stared over at the motionless body of Gogeta.


There was a thunderous bang, an energy tube opened and a 2 meter tall figure stepped out.


She was wearing a black suit, her eyes glowed an inhuman red. Laughing loudly, she went up to Gogeta.


"It has to be, Son Gohan! His aura goes beyond all norms! This is Darkseid!" Piccolo hissed in horror!


"You are right Piccolo!" meant the figure. "My observations about your mind were correct!You have been interesting opponents and have met my expectations regarding your performance. I was only a little disappointed with Gogeta's performance. But it does not matter!"


"Just wait, you monster!" Son Gohan hissed. "When he wakes up he'll make you all! He's the strongest warrior in this universe! He'll ..."


Darkseid started laughing out loud.


"I have to curb your enthusiasm! Gogeta is strong, but admittedly if he should only get near me, then ..."


He raised his hand and a bright white light shot out. The beam enveloped Gogeta, who woke up and in the same second began to scream.


When the light disappeared, Gohan couldn't believe his eyes. Gogeta was gone and his father and Vegeta lay before the tyrannical creature from another world.


"Your mergers are funny! But unfortunately, like everything in the universe, they cannot be permanently and quickly resolved! You cannot take on me and your last chance will soon be gone as soon as I have this!"He leaned over Vegeta, reached into his side pocket and pulled out the dragon ball.


Triumphant he lifted it to heaven!


"Ah, the last piece of my collection! Thank you for bringing me the last of the seven Dragon Balls, so I'm leaving you alive! For now."


Should that mean this monster had the power of the Dragon Balls?


The power to summon the sacred dragon Shenlong and have his wishes come true?


Gohan saw Piccolo racing towards Darkseid with a loud scream, even Gohan did not hesitate. The demons among you did not move.


Darkseid raised his hand again and fired two discharges. The first hit Piccolo in the chest, who then passed out and fell to the ground like a stone. Gohan caught her shoulder. He lost control of his trajectory and fell to the ground next to the monster.


"Fool!" he heard Darkseid say before he passed out.



"Where the hell am I?" Kyle muttered when he woke up. He was lying in a kind of four-poster bed. The curtains were opaque but didn't darken the bed. Something was shining brightly out there. Kyle felt a sting on his shoulder blade.


The memory slowly returned to his mind. The Jala had traveled to a strange universe on Metron's instructions to stop Darkseid. But a few locals with unbelievable superpowers got in their way and turned off the entire group faster than you could say "Hatschi-allif-ohma-walla-balla-bin-bong".


The curtain on his bed slid aside. A dark-haired man came to his bed. He wore a dark battle suit with a bat emblem on the chest.


Batman stood before him. But without a mask.


"Ah, you are awake."


"Ba ... I mean Bruce ... <> what happened!"


Bruce touched his forehead.

"The fever is gone too. Excellent!"


"Did we beat the guys?"


"No, they locked us up. Get up. J'onn made a soup!"


Kyle felt every bone as he struggled to leave the extremely comfortable bed. Slowly he padded into a large room with a table and a couple of chairs. Batman's cape hangs over a chair, and Superman’s next to it. Somehow he found the situation extremely funny.


Bruce brought him a bowl of steaming noodle soup and two chopsticks.


"Here eat! So that you can regain your strength!"


"Have you set up a kind of flat share here? I must have been gone for a few weeks!" he said jokingly.


"We have adapted to the situation. By the way, you were in a coma for a whole month!"


Kyle swallowed. The